The Final Witness is the last novel in an exciting new trilogy from The Last Gentile series. By now the United States has been completely destroyed. Russia also has suffered from a nuclear attack. Most of the globe has been wiped out by some hideous disaster, yet human kind still tries to find a way to survive.
The Antichrist is in full control of the planet and has rebuilt his kingdom in Babylon. The people have chosen to follow him, except for the Christians who hide in the most remote of places on the planet. All the while they try to thwart Carlo Ventini and Simon Koch until Christ returns to save them.
"When the storm has swept by, the wicked are gone, but the righteous stand firm forever." -Proverbs 10:25
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Cary Bybee is married and has four children. He lives in Oregon and has worked as a scientist and engineer since graduating from Texas A&M in 1988. He is the author of "The Last Gentile," "Deacon’s Horn," and "The Final Witness." Cary has a passion for music and in his spare time he writes and composes music and lyrics. As an international Materials Scientist Cary has worked extensively on new inventions in numerous countries throughout Europe and Asia.Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.:
Day 1261, December 26th The sky was an ugly gray with an eerie red hue as the sun tried desperately to burn through the dust and ash, but though it struggled, it would never make it through the residue left behind after the massive asteroid crashed into the earth’s surface. Calvin Fraser’s stocky, black body stood looking out at the desert before him. "What a terrible sight," he thought, as tears rolled down his rugged jaw. The desert floor looked very much like the surface of the moon. Literally thousands of small craters were strewn over the land as far as Calvin’s eyes could see. Small pieces of rock or asteroid, commonly referred to as tektites, had peppered the earth’s surface on nearly ever part of the globe. Calvin did not know it yet, but millions of people had perished earlier that morning as the two-mile-wide death star fell in the heart of the USA.
As the crowd of one-hundred-and-fifty gathered around Calvin, he began to speak softly, "’In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made’."
Leasa Moore stepped up next to Calvin’s truest friend and faithful companion, Cory Parker. She slid her small black hand into Cory’s huge palm and squeezed it lightly. He smiled at her through his own tears but said nothing. What could he say? What could any of them really say since the damage was done? Life had changed so drastically over the last three and a half years, and now it was only going to get worse.
"People," said Calvin, "from today forward we have one task and that is to find every person we can who has not taken the mark of the beast, Carlo Ventini’s ID tag.
We need to organize and break into smaller groups and scour the United States in search of other believers and unite as we preach God’s words. We are God’s final witnesses to the world. The end is coming soon." The air around Calvin and his group of followers was boiling hot, but this would not last. Soon the earth would cool down to an unbelievable level. The air was acidic, and it left a bitter taste in their mouths as they walked back towards the mine’s entrance, where they had been so graciously protected from the barrage of hot, explosive pieces of asteroid debris.
Simon awoke in his private chambers in the United World Organization building just north of Rome. "What a tremendous night’s sleep," he thought to himself. "The only thing that was missing was a woman." They had gotten back from Jerusalem so late that he did not have time to order up one, but he would correct that situation tonight. "We are god’s," he spoke loudly to himself. Oh, how sweet it was to see Joseph and Yvette’s heads lopped off at the altar. Simon smiled at the thought. Deacon’s Horn had been a real nuisance and a thorn in his side, but that was ancient history. This morning only one thought perturbed his mind and that was of Peter Bastoni, Joseph’s brother. This man had developed an antidote to fight off the plague that he and Carlo had planted around the world. Peter had stolen their glory. It was they who were supposed to come to the rescue of the sick and dying, but now even this fact had been turned against Peter. Simon made sure that the world saw all that !
Peter and the other scientists did as evil. He had created a huge deception blaming them for the plague itself and suggesting that they developed their own antidote to make themselves look good. This lie of Simon’s really had worked well, and now not only were all of the Christians of the world hated, but also any associated scientist was hated and maybe even more so. The thought reminded Simon that he had two other scientists to go in search of as well.
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